Dear Girl 1

Blogged on Wednesday 28th May 2008 at 06:04pm with 15 Comments

Please will you stop being so loud in the office. I can't bear to hear your voice for a second longer. I don't and never will, "do you know what I mean." It's not a question, so stop saying it at the end of every sentence like someone is going to answer it. Because we don't know what you mean and don't care.

I don't care how crap your boyfriend treats you because you're silly enough to keep running back to him. You said you left him but in reality you just moved 10 feet down the hall into a flat in the same building. It's not my problem you keep running into him and he keeps knocking at your door in the middle of the night. That's the price you pay for not moving far enough away.

I don't care about your "diet". You're just kidding yourself. There are plenty of people who change their eating habits and lose weight. And there are also plenty of people who fail. I don't mind either of those types. But I hate hypocrtical bitches who moan about being fat and announce to the entire office they are going on a diet, going to the gym and are going to be a size 8 by June (then change it to July and now currently August) and then blantatly do the opposite. Going to Pizza Hut Buffet for all you can eat at lunch isn't part of any healthy diet I know, so stop complaining when you don't lose any weight. Because we all know the reason why.

No one actually cares that you are going to watch the Sex and the City film at the cinema this evening. No one actually cares you've been excited about this for over a year. And no one fucking cares you are going to get completely pissed afterwards on cocktails. It's-just-a-film. Get over it. I know more about your crappy life than I'd like to admit. But I don't have a choice about how much I know, you just blab it all out. So please stop. Or I may have to do some damage control.

Please, please, please - won't you just shut the fuck up?

The comments

Stupid fucking council estate bitch.

At least she's going to watch the film in "chav central", she'll fit right in.

WOOHOO SATC going to see it at weekend mwahahaha

Yes I'm all for watching the movie - but I'm not all for hearing about nothing else ALL DAY EVERY DAY - and then hearing about what she's going to wear to see it... what she's going to be drinking after seeing it... who she's going to see it with... ARGH.

I'm going to watch it too... but I'm not so vocal about it.

You are?

I am. You know I am. I asked you along but you just *hmm'd* at me.

People like her should be locked in a broom closet and the key should be thrown away. I have a co-worker who is similar to the girl in your entry, I know more than I want to know about her life and kindly asking her to shut up doesn't work and our broom closet at work doesn't have a lock , maybe I should try duct tape to make her shut up...

We don't have any cupboards in the office to lock her up in unfortunately, other wise I would have done it already. I'd use duct tape on her, but she'd probably eat it.

Do you have any more ideas? Telling her to shut up doesn't work.

I know there are many different people that work together in an office, but I don't think I want to know EVERY SINGLE little detail about her crap life.

Haha I'm suprised Paul ain't going to see SATC since he was soooo eager to come and see Dirty Dancing.....POOFTAH

He isn't going? Why, did he cancel?

I hate Sex & The City. I'm an Indiana Jones kinda girl

Can you not just stick this stupid troll inside the photocopier? One of those little compartments where the paper goes should do nicely.

We don't have a photocopier in our office.

face - we should lock her in jalfrezi's office, that has a lock.

Ahh Indiana Jones, I've been invited to watch that next week... Have you seen it yet? Any good?

Paul's right, we don't have a photocopier (we have a scanner though!?) so it looks like it will have to be Jalfrezi's office. Oooh what about outside in the courtyard which is surrounded by four walls so she can't get out? Mwhahaha.

Yes, tell her there's crispy crem* at the top of the fire escape, she'll soon be out there, then close the doors** behind her.

* retard.
** yes, she needs both doors open.

Hahaha. I'm going to have bad karma for laughing so much at her surely?

"Ahh Indiana Jones, I've been invited to watch that next week... Have you seen it yet? Any good?"

Not seen it yet (for shame) partly because it was half term last week and the cinema would have been jammed with noisy kids but mostly because me and the other half can't seem to get the same days/nights off so we can see it together I would sneak off and see it without him but I don't think he'd be happy if he discovered I was cheating on him with Harrison Ford.

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